The Zombie Tournament

Act 4 : Survival Battle

A loud noise bawled up from the mob of audiences before the stage. Thousands of exquisite looking ticket-buyer of the first day’s survival has coming to the viewer’s avenue for their seat. As of today’s treat, many stalls provide fried tomatoes for a friend to the game, with others followed their example by sautéed their own fresh ingredients into the pan. Akin to the red tomatoes in flour, a regular vendor would also select onion rings and full-size potato chips into their stocks of edibles, as the two has been a trendsetter among the middle class workers of the city at the time.

In Minopia, vegetables has become one of the most produced from the local farmers after a swarm of top-selling celebrities started to have them eaten in their routines. They abandoned their tradition of nursing livestock when many of their own gone to the King Taur Minosa’s appetite, therefore increasing people’s need for greens to be cultivated afterwards.

“Welcome to the day of our biggest entertainment, ladies and gentleman! Time for you to grab pop-corns and stay in the thrill of your seat, for the game is about to begin!”

The announcer celebrated their first and foremost event in this week. Survival game, as the man have said, was held in the entire city of Minopia. Every contestant was placed in random locations by the prominent technology of Minopia’s teleportation device. Their super-computer would arrange their position by the gauge of power that the contestant had represent in the registration process. The scanner of the city’s front has determined of how their strength and capabilities earlier to the lobby, without respective contestant’s agreement of the obstruction in privacy thereof, and concluding of how they would thrive under the continuous battle in the city’s landscape within the scope of their own opinion afterwards.

(boost!)

The audience’s platform floated up to sky high. Their seat has a space in between to oversee of the game’s progress from their augmented television before them in private. Of course, there are also preferences for certain people to watch their favorite sport event as if it was happening ahead, so the organizer has put a wide-array projection of the game before the stage for themselves to feel the mesmerizing euphoria of being a sport viewers in essence.

(inhale)

“Huh, this is so intense.”

The last survivor of Numonia’s nuclear impact was readying himself to the warfare. He attained a VIP changing room for personal space, courtesy of Maxim Dupont’s overwhelming stature to his competitor’s moneymaker in the contest, and having a hell of motivational speech to himself before the battle started. As he is quite interested in his sponsor's status, Zeno Gunnar has been searching for a scoop of information in about days prior to the survival game, but Minopia’s cyberspace has no further data and facts of the man’s standings among many contestant’s sponsors in the game.

Maxim’s identity is as mysterious as the king’s lauded title. Quite intriguing, yet incomprehensible to the young knight’s knowledge to access.

“this is it, Sanna. We will be fighting for freedom today.” Mumbled the young knight to his little brother’s living dead corpse as he donned the armor’s upper side to Sanna’s body. As for Deino’s torso, Zeno Gunnar has titanium-leather heavy armor for replacement of his father’s well-known protection gear. Sanna has worn a similar tone of vest, but with a weigh-less figure of a titanium-made light armor to provide an ease of fortification down his chest.

For the legendary warrior’s arsenal, Zeno Gunnar has provided the man with its own Greatsword. As a relic, the young knight could never use them in a similar manner as the old man does. The golden artifact has its own soul within, inspecting the potential owner when a warrior holding its handle for the battle ahead. A person without sheer dominance and prowess would sense no vibration from the Greatsword’s perpetual thirst for triumph, that’s what his late father would say whenever Zeno Gunnar asked him of the steel’s power, hence his reason for handed the golden sword out to the man.

On the other hand, Zeno Gunnar has given one of the dark twins for Sanna’s means of fighting in the future. He knows for certain of how mighty his little brother’s arcane power to the battle. It was randomly applied, indeed, yet still pose a danger to their enemies’ flank anyway.

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(Blitz)

“Huh? Where are we?”

Zeno Gunnar has been teleported inside one of the city’s building in an unknown position of the region. There are some office appliances and stationery left idle over the lines of cubicles inside the wide space of the room. No living beings other than the young knight in their vision, unless for some critters of the ceramic floor’s platform, so nobody was in need to be eliminated right away.

Nevertheless, to ensure of their actual position, the young knight then decided to peek over the window. He sees other contestants has met down below, but haven’t got a clear sight over their capacity and power anyhow. As the young knight altered his view to the neighboring skyscraper, he could witness one of the collector’s demise of being eaten by her own beast.

“Ah, we are definitely on the 40th. The machine’s generator rated us too highly for this, huh.” Zeno Gunnar spoke out loud to himself, then pressed on his left earpiece to command,” Okay, Sanna, scour the place down for me, please.”

(click-click)

He activates Zellot’s improvements on Sanna’s leg to develop the speedster zombie’s movement around the building’s platform. Two pistons were intended to push the swiftness of his young brother’s drive along the corridor, and it steadily developed Sanna’s dexterity into two-fold of his superhuman speed.

‘Piston maneuver initiated’

(swoosh)

The young living dead blinks away to go downstairs at once.

Zeno shook his head a number of times towards Sanna’s speed record. No wonder, the speedster zombie reached the office’s door in two seconds margin, much earlier than his former feat of four in twenty meters range, “Whoa, how could that small gear increase Sanna’s speed? That’s a little bit too much, is it.” He implied, basking his own excitement to Sanna’s power at the time.

After putting an order to his younger brother, Zeno Gunnar subsequently looked to his father, which was staring in blank to the front, “Let’s go up there, father. We have to find out if there’s someone above us this time around.” Muttered the young knight towards Deino Gunnar in advance.

(click-click)

(bam)

‘Attack mode activated’

Zeno pressed on the button to expand his father’s awareness upon their surroundings. Deino’s eyes turn blue in accordance to the input, hence making him capable on tracing probable enemies in a half kilometer radius from where they stood.

‘An enemy detected. Please be aware of your surroundings.’

The young knight’s watch emerges. It alerted of someone’s presence located on highest level of the building at the time. There are approximately three hostile opponents on the top, five floors ahead of the two, and three instances of Zeno’s watch buzzing sounds had warned him of their likelihood for being a considerable threat to come up against.

(crash)

Deino Gunnar’s overflowing thirst of blood led him to jump towards the sightings at once. The man’s monstrous vital energy could penetrate three floor upstairs with ease, reaching the uppermost areas of the building in only two springs of doing such feat.

(tap-tap-tap)

On the other end, as he was lesser in power than his own father, Zeno Gunnar has to spring over the staircase in a hurry for chasing the legendary warrior’s immediate push to the battlefield. He crossed over steps and jumping across the hand rail for cheating his way to the top in a matter of seconds, but still incapable to reach the peak of building’s floor as fast as Deino does.

“Darn it. I picked a wrong move for him, indeed.” He blabbered, rushing on above the stairs’ floor in haste.

(Bang!Bang!)

The young knight heard two gunshots along his way to the farthest end of the building. Something was occurring between Deino Gunnar and its enemies, and the sounds seemed proven to nothing good for its outcome.

(Bang!)

It is a bullet near Zeno’s head as he arrives to the place of where the warfare has situated. Deino Gunnar had decimated one of them already, crushed its lungs in a single thrust of the almighty Greatsword. Others appeared frightened by domineering existence of such beast, even though the two of them was ordered to withdraw and pursuing a defensive mode in actuality. The living dead on the left has her arms tweaked with two magnums affixed to the palms. To the right, her companions boasted grenade launchers as his method to pulverize the opponent’s head.

Their owner is a young lady. She’s within mid-twenty from a glance of her appearances. In adverse to regular combatants, she had herself fixed in tight jeans and an off-shoulder dress for the top. The woman has a rather seductive figure to the bottom of her feet, from which might be caused by her choice of dress and a layer of cosmetics to the face, but the young knight sticks to full awareness of a threat towards her at most.

As Zeno Gunnar stares on her in focus to the next move she would bring, the lady stands straight with shoulders back in the opposite end.

“You there? Are you the collector of this old bag?” She screeched,” Please, I mean no harm to that beast. He would pummel my siblings in minutes!”

Zeno Gunnar listened, but having himself vigilant to her at all time, “Huh? What am I supposed to do, then? This is survival, milady.” He answered, but keeping intact of what’s on her table in the future.

“Just stop him, for gods’ sake!”

(beep-beep)

In short to Deino’s advance, the young knight deactivated his father’s body movement in a short click to the wristwatch. The fear-mongering war leader immediately halted its assault to the pistol-zombie’s guts, causing a blast of wind towards them afterwards.

“Thank you, dear. That’s quite rare breed for you to have such monster to play out.” She shouted in a distance. Her pale figures went soothed out as soon as Deino’s eyes shuttered down,” We should make a team for compensations of one of my sibling’s body. How’s that for you?”

“What’s in it for me? Have you got something in return?”

Hearing Zeno’s response, the young lady sighed and placed her palms to the face,” I’m being protected here, huh? What are you, a jerk?”

“No, but I’ll take advantage of any help along the way.” Zeno answered back to her, now with his lesser tension to the tone,” You’re just losing so much against my father back then, right? Means you’ll be my protege after this, so....”

“Fine, I’ll be your guide for hunting parts after all of this battle ends, deal?”

She springs up to the air, landed safely to Zeno’s front, then offering her handshake to the agreement they just made.

Zeno applies his own and smiles,”Pleased to meet you, too, miss tour guide.”